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Time has weathered its walls, and nature has claimed it as its own, with vines and foliage covering every surface as if foraging for room. The air is thick with a sense of dejic-mystery and signi...
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Categories:
unuse, art,
Form: Other
zingereedee
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a dog named zingereedee
announced his dislike for tea
unuse to such talk
a cat on a walk
scampered high up a tall tree.
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Categories:
unuse, abuse, anger, animal, cat,
Form: Limerick
Question Asked From Me
...People speak about me,
Poems related to me,
English used by me.
Language belonged to me,
Having you and me,
Why not used by me?
"Answer came from me"
Its simple to me,
And show you and ...
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Categories:
unuse, 1st grade, change, corruption,
Form: Rhyme
Question Asked From Me
...People speak about me,
Poems related to me,
English used by me.
Language belonged to me,
Having you and me,
Why not used by me?
"Answer came from me"
Its simple to me,
And show you and ...
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Categories:
unuse, 1st grade, change, corruption,
Form: Rhyme
I Told Myself I Need An Intervention
...This one is gonna be unuse
Gonna make you lip your licks
Throw your--------------------------OFF
----------------------------Balance
I like to see the words within my mind
picture of sinuous sl...
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Categories:
unuse, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Rejection Slips 2
...Rejection Slips 2
The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,
the mon...
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Categories:
unuse, beauty, death, desire, life,
Form: Free verse
The Shape of Mourning
...The Shape of Mourning
by Michael R. Burch
The shape of mourning
is an oiled creel
shining with unuse,
the bolt of cold steel
on a locker
shielding memory,
the monthly penance
of flower...
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Categories:
unuse, death, death of a
Form: Verse
Salvation of a Formalist, An Ode To Entropy
...Salvation of a Formalist, an Ode to Entropy
by Michael R. Burch
Entropy?
God's universal decree
That I get to be
Disorderly?
Suddenly
My erstwhile boxed-in verse is free?
Wheeeeee!
E...
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Categories:
unuse, humor, humorous, light, nonsense,
Form: Light Verse
Road We Take
...It is the road through the woods again
The car is the fortress
Through the misty mind and glitch
I fog it for you
So we shall meet nothing familiar
But a stranger darkness there
A throbbing landscape...
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Categories:
unuse, allegory, fantasy, me,
Form: Rhyme